The Time Between
Psalm 90:12 NRSV: “So teach us to count our days that we may gain a wise heart.”
There are moments when time stops feeling abstract.
A diagnosis.
A loss.
A sentence you can’t unread.
You don’t suddenly know how much time you have, but you know this much: the illusion of plenty is gone. The days no longer stretch open-ended. They arrive with edges.
Paul names this without sentiment. The appointed time has grown short. Not as a threat, and not as advice. As a condition. A fact of the world we live in now.
Knowing this does not tell us what to do. It only changes how everything feels. Conversations carry more weight. Delays feel costly. Silence presses harder.
The question is not whether there will be an end.
The question is how we live while the time we are given is no longer assumed to be long.
Week 5 of Lent does not rush us toward answers. It lets the question remain unanswered long enough to do its work. Wisdom, the psalm says, does not come from certainty. It comes from learning to count what is fragile.
Today is not a day for resolve.
It is a day for attention.
Prayer
God, teach me how to live inside the time I have.
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